Gallery wall and sex talks

I feel like my house posts have been lacking a bit since the house is now fully-constructed and we are now living in it. It 100 percent has to do with the fact that now when my house is dirty/messy it’s my fault and not the fault of the people building my house with their bare hands. But I have accomplished a few little things, and thought I’d share.

BUT FIRST, LOOK HOW CUTE:

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We are a teensy bit in love with that face. We have taken her to the dog park a couple of times where she managed to get gang-banged by two much smaller dogs (including Milo). Casey proceeded to lecture Tory that she need not sleep around to be popular. So at least we know his parenting skills are on point for whenever we have human kids and want to warn them about the dangers of going to the dog park.

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Her tongue is definitely her best feature.

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Hey, there ya go! A glimpse of our backyard. Just kidding, it’s not a glimpse. It’s the whole thing!

Here is the dog wall. Lucy has taken it upon herself to make sure Tory knows that all areas of the house belong to her. Even Tory’s crate. Tory also feels defeated by the whole thing.

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Here’s a little sneak peek at our new living room furniture. I’ll have to elaborate on it later, though. I would take pictures of its current state, but Casey is lounging, and there are a couple pairs of shoes where they don’t belong. Can’t have that for the debut!

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Casey’s mom came and helped me with my gallery wall a couple weeks ago, and it has started coming together! She used her excellent teacher skills to trace all my frames and other gallery wall items on butcher paper and then cut them to perfection for us to arrange on the wall.

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We spent a good couple hours arranging and rearranging and making sure everything felt right and balanced.

I then used Command strips to hang the majority of the pieces. As you can see, the pieces that required actual nails are still hung in brown butcher paper, because tools aren’t really my thang.

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I still have picture frames to fill as well, but we have time for that!

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Casey was lecturing Tory (yet again) about the beauty of not eating cats. It was a precious moment for all involved.

More house tour later when I get some good snapshots. Although, I have to admit there isn’t much to see just yet. One room is a cat room, which consists of a desk, plastic bins, unpacked boxes, a cat tower and some cats. And the other is Abbey’s (our temporary tenant/friend) room. Since I’m not sure how Abbey feels about me photographing her room for my mediocre Internet presence, here is a photograph from the weekend when we were living it up (aka talking about how we wanted to either A. go home or B. go to IHOP).

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Dogs and cats

I am about to overload your screen with freakishly cute pet photos all snapped within the last two weeks. If the amount of photos I have taken of my pets are any indication of how many I will take of future human dependents, I’m going to need some more storage on le iPhone, knowwhatiamsayin.

I definitely thought we’d still be in hardcore separation mode with the dog and cats only two weeks in, but we can now happily enjoy the same living space most of the time. However, Tory remains extremely interested in all cat behavior, especially when they sit quietly and ignore her. She likes to stick her face in their fur while they hiss and attempt to scratch her eyes out. Swatting her face appears to have little-to-no effect on her, in fact, I’m tempted to believe she actually enjoys it. I have diagnosed her with the typical youngest sister syndrome — she wants to play with her older sisters at all times. The cats have typical oldest sister syndrome in that they want nothing to do with her at all times.

The important thing, though, is that I no longer wake up in the night with nightmares of Tory devouring the cats as a midnight snack. Though, I did have a dream the other night that Casey and I were in the middle of a little kissing sesh and woke up to Tory licking my lips, so ya win some, ya lose some.

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That tongue is something special, isn’t it?

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“Bonding.”

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“Staying as far away as possible.”

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I do still make time for intense cat cuddling so they’re fully aware that this is still their house, and Tory’s just living in it…forever.

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But I have also taken to carrying Tory around like a toddler.

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And making her homemade snacks.

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Tory and Lucy and Molly

So on the way back from Fredericksburg we decided to stop at CAPs in Katy, because…I guess we wanted to be sad about all the animals who need homes? And also maybe we had a small desire to get a dog. As I’ve mentioned in previous posts (uhhh yesterday’s…) Casey is a very hesitant consumer. It took a total of nine test drives and months of reading the same edition of Consumer Reports before he bought the new car. So, I had told myself there was a 90% chance we wouldn’t get a dog and a 10% chance we’d fall in love but be too afraid to commit. But turns out I was super wrong, because WE GOT A DOG.

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Her name is Tory, and she is ridiculously cute which definitely contributed to her getting adopted, but she’s also really sweet. She does like to “give hugs” as they call it at the shelter…it actually means jump on people, but we’re working on that. She’s a year old, so she is already house-trained.

I’m sure you’re all concerned for the cats. Samez. They are pretty much staring at me 24/7 asking WTF IS THIS, MA? But I’m sure they’ll adjust with time. I was slowly introducing them while Tory was in her crate, but today I was brave and just let them all be free at the same time. It seems to be going pretty well, though the cats still remained slightly annoyed that she exists. Lucy has been sure to give a few hisses and throw some evil death glances her way to make sure she knows this is the cats’ house and Tory’s just living in it. However, we’ve all been coexisting in the same room for the past hour and everyone is still alive (contrary to the vivid nightmares I’ve experienced the past two nights), so that’s a plus.

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Such a lady.

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MY HEART!!!! I love this picture. I’ve always wondered what it’s like to have a pet that my husband actually likes. SUCH AN ODD SENSATION!

Proud aunt:

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My new baby:

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So, my Instagram should prove to be a little more diverse. And now people might believe me when I argue that I am not a “cat person,” I’m an “animal person.”

I’ve reread Camp Patton’s “Surviving Three Under Three” to make sure I can handle this. I’m sure Grace would be pleased to know she now has another reader who can relate to her.

Housewarming gifts and Consumer Reports

It’s been an adventure putting this house together. And I hope you don’t take that to mean that it is put together, because it’s definitely not. My shoes are still everywhere (but what’s new?) and we still have plenty of boxes to unpack, but things are beginning to come together!

We have also received a few housewarming gifts!

An orchid (non-toxic to felines, thank you Jesus) from our friends Michael and Anna:

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A bowl from our favorite realtor! I have already started collecting wine corks from bottles we have consumed in the new place.

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A framed piece of original art from my little brother and his girlfriend. He writes John Hancock style, so allow me to translate: “You’re welcome! [original signatures from both] love, us”:

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You can get a nice glimpse of our neighbor and ceiling fan in that one!

But of course, there’s only one thing that truly makes my house warm:

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Bearded mutants are the best mutants.

Also, you might remember my cat nook from previous house posts. Obviously, I had to wait and see if the cats would truly dub it their own or if it would be a long lost dream of mine. WELL MY DREAM WAS REALIZED, PEOPLE!

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Lucy carefully walks across the stair railing and hops in front of the window where she likes to roll around, meow, sit, etc. Her jumping skills have improved impressively in the past two weeks. Last night we found her on top of the kitchen cabinets, and Casey was THRILLED! Never seen such a proud dad. JK, he was a lil peeved and said she could never do it again. Especially because in true firefighter style I had to climb atop the counters to rescue her.

Our special cat:

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One of our lovely friends snapped this the other day to indicate new homeowner/marital bliss:

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Casey is reading Consumer Reports, per usual. Too bad they don’t publish issues about children. How will Casey ever be able to decide which kind we should have? I kid, I kid.

Internet and a house

I have been either packing, cleaning, unpacking or waiting for Internet since my last post, but no worries as I still found some time to snap a few photos here and there. We have officially moved into the new house I’ve been talking peoples’ ears off about for MONTHS. I know you’ve all been dying to know how the cats dealt with the move. It’s been a hot topic of conversation lately. They are IN LOVE! They can’t believe they really live here. They have their own room complete with a cat tower and an ironing board…and that.is.it. seeing as we came from the teeniest (exaggeration, ye literal folk) of apartments with very little furniture to spare.

From this:

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To THIS (a.k.a. luxury):

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Most of the house still needs a little cleaning and organizing before I go showcasing it on the worldwide web. However, here are some tidbits.

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That kitchen is my favorite room in the whole house. I feel like a lil chef cooking’ up a storm in there!

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A nice little table and trees. Oh and some printer paper in the chair. In case I shrink and need a booster. Or something.

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Cats have successfully mastered jumping into the window you see angels shining light through in the photo above. It’s a heavenly spot.

Anyway, hoping to be back to regularly scheduled blogging (have I ever??) soon. XOXOX, homeowner

Shorts and pear-pineapples

We have a tree!

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Supposedly it produces pear-pineapples, but only time will tell. As of today, we also have countertops, toilets, sinks and carpet, which is good considering we are supposed to move in in two short (hopefully) weeks.

As you can see, Casey’s beard is coming along quite nicely. We might have to exchange our house in the city for a cabin in the mountains soon. He’s lucky I’d go anywhere with him.

Whoooops. Almost got a lil gushy there.

In other news, I recently purchased some new shorts. Casey mentioned they were a little larger in the waist and a little longer in the length than last summer’s edition.

M: I was trying to find some more age-appropriate shorts.

C: Oh, sorry. I didn’t realize you recently turned 65?

Already tore the tags off of ‘em, so guess I’ll just save them for more special occasions like volunteering at the local retirement center?